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“A dreamy, head spinning blast of fuzzed-out bliss, like my bloody valentine on minimal budget but some idiots left big black’s drum machine pummeling away in the background. totally damaged and beautiful, big troubles grab the reverbed-out U.S. underground and rip it a new one. gotta be heard to be understood.”
- Rough Trade

Somewhere, amongst abstract romantic lyricism and pointilized synthesizer pastiche, THE ICE CHOIR proposes to you, the listener, a most unfavorable “pop” experience: imaginative songcraft minus the cool factor. Leaning heavily on the crumbling pillars of 1980’s technopop production aesthetic, this is music that is both distinctly modern in composition and cripplingly esoteric. Waylaying melodies to mislead and seduce. Sentiments both saccharine and surreal.
Formless constructs playing you out of THAT weird dream and into your cold reality.